Micro movements pave the day.
Its the little things that make our way.
The inner, outer, the middle ear,
and then theres the lobes that people rear.
The upper, the lower the centered hole,
are you listening, or are you being told.
Ears are literally underpining our brain,
You can’t unhear and I heard refrain.
Even since captain Spock,
took star fleet further and was often mocked.
He had his ears in a super position,
elegantly poised for a quantum decision.
Pointing above like a crowning achievement,
the cranal cracks in his head were abaited.
The ears extended and grew nice and tall,
ended in a point that could benefit us all.
When I was young and influential,
my ears were large with protruding potential.
Dumbo was used on multiple occasion,
so I superglued them back to provide protection.
But now lerning lessons later in life,
watching the elephants waving goodbyes.
I notice the ears get exercised,
is it any wonder their brains got that size.
Between cracking your jaw,
or popping your ears.
Deep humming the anthem,
to dispell all the fears.
Listening to beach sounds through certain shapes,
because our ears do some talking it just takes focused waves.
Listen to shells and hear all the waves,
then quiet them down so the peacefulness stays.
Wiggle and giggle
those assets you have.
Lest one of them wanders
giving rise to lopsidedness.
Just behind and under them too,
the Cerebellum sits divided in two.
So forgive and forget and give them a break,
cause all your falooting ain’t doing you great.